Thomas Radwick : Crack In The Ceiling

Nobody but me at a grey morning bus stop— What? did the world end? Plane like a dragon lifting into dusky skies ...

He was the king Of a single thing And then the rest of him Fell away He chased his whims It was all for him ...

Pray in that direction Pray to get there too— The devil never sleeps so The angels sing the sweetest blues Save you...

Lone seagull cawing in the blue above green pines— Please! Please! Don’t leave me! Bicycling to work— low growl of ...

There’s nothing to do and so the cat does nothing— asleep in the sun Lying sick in bed listening to the far-off ...